The starlight tonight was especially bright. Li Yuan held the shy Xia Zhijin, looking out from the bedroom balcony at the waning moon high in the night sky and savoring this rare moment of tranquility and comfort.
There were only a few days left until the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15th. This year, it also coincided with the National Day holiday, making it a "double festival."
With the beautiful girl nestled in his arms, as shy as a a flower, Li Yuan asked softly, "Zhijin, do you miss home a lot?"
After their moment of intimacy, Xia Zhijin was incredibly shy. She curled up in Li Yuan's arms, hiding her face under the blanket.
"Mhm, I miss Grandma. I miss Ningning."
Li Yuan kissed her forehead and asked curiously, "Zhijin, why didn't you go to university in Shancheng? You would have been closer to home that way."
